College Storm: Beautiful men are not easy to mess with

Chapter 142 All of them are big figures in the business and political circles
In the police station, George and his party were still placed in the interrogation room.

Ji Qianya and the others walked in.
Song Jiao was the first to stand up, and came to Qianya's side in three steps at a time, and looked at her: "Nalan said that April is fine, is it true?"

Chia nodded: "Still in a coma, but her life is not in danger."

Song Jiao's hanging heart was finally let go, and he turned his eyes to see the troubled Nalan Zhiwan.

"How's Wanwan's arm?"

"Sister, I'm fine, just a little injury." She smiled and yawned as she spoke.

"I'm sorry, I didn't protect our little princess well."

Unexpectedly, after hearing Song Jiao's words, Nalan Zhiwan looked at her seriously: "I don't want to be a princess, I want to learn self-defense, and I will be the general of Sister Song and Sister Siyue in the future."

The little girl's mind is always very simple, she treats whoever treats her well.

Song Jiao has a father who loves her very much, but because of various relationships, she doesn't have any good friends, and she doesn't have any brothers or sisters. Nalan Zhiwan's words, regardless of the truth, moved her very much.

She touched her little face, but couldn't say anything.

"Okay, now start to record the statement, and after the statement is completed, you can ask someone to guarantee you to leave."

Except for George, everyone was taken to other rooms.

George sat on the chair, tapping his fingers on the table boringly.

"Name?" The police officer glanced at Qiao Jie, and his attitude towards him was very angry.

"George." His mood was not affected at all.

"age?"

"Seventeen."

"Guardian's name?"

Qiao Ye smiled lightly: "Qiao Yan."

The police officer in charge of recording the statement was about to ask the next question, but after writing down Qiao Yan's name, he felt that something was wrong. He looked at Qiao Ye tremblingly, but felt that the more he looked at him, the more he looked the same: "That Qiao Yan?"

Qiao Jie raised his eyelids and looked across.

The police officer stood up with a huff: "Wait a minute." Then he walked out with his notebook in his arms.

Immediately, the police officer who was in the lead at the bar came in and looked at Qiao Jie with a sigh: "Could it be the young master of Mr. Qiao's family?"

Qiao Jie was still smiling, but before he could speak, there was a knock on the door.

"What's the matter?" The police officer was obviously very unhappy when he saw the police officer pushing the door open.

"Big SIR, look at this." The policeman's face changed slightly and he handed the things in his hand to the officer.

The police officer took it over and looked at it, but the more he looked, the worse his expression became.

guardian column.

Bo Xixuan, Bo Xixieyi; Song Jiao, Song Huaan; Yan Qingge, Yan Zhitang; Nalan Fengzhuo, Nalan Ye; Ji Qianya, Ji Lingtian; Zhong Shuishui, Zhong Ye; Lu Yiwei, Lu Tianyang.

All of them are well-known big shots in the business or political circles. Even if their bureau chiefs see them, they have to be courteous big shots. They can't afford to offend these noble boys and misses.

Thinking of the one in the hospital, he is now very glad that he was able to send her to the hospital first, otherwise, if something really happened, the Ji family would really take the entire police station to be buried with her.

The officer wiped the sweat from his forehead, and turned to Qiao Jie: "Master Qiao, why don't you go out and talk about it first."

Qiao Jie was also polite, stood up, and walked out with long legs.

"Can we go now? I'm going to the hospital to see April." Zhong Shuishui frowned.

"How about I send a car to take everyone away? The officer smiled and stood in front of him and spoke.

(End of this chapter)